When father and son met, there were no secretaries, no attendants.
The tea was very, very clear, yet filled with a subtle fragrance.
The tea that Gu Changsha drank was of a quality that regular people could never hope to experience.
The accompanying snacks like melon seeds and dried fruits were all carefully selected, sourced from special supply farms.
Some were produced by the Great East Pot, and some were imported.
The cigarettes the father and son smoked were, of course, also very specially made.
With special power and status comes extraordinary enjoyment in life.
This room was still the presidential suite, still on the top floor of the hotel, with an excellent view and very good security around it.
Whenever Gu Changsha traveled or stayed somewhere, everything within a ten-kilometer radius was cleared.
They had to ensure that no unnecessary bullets would be fired from any angle.
